Saint Emperor Devourer of Heaven

Linglong, my senior sister, has been cultivating in these mountains for a long time.

Jun Wuxie hadn't visited her during these past few months, only contacting her a few times with his divine sense, but they never met.

Now that he had come to this mountain range and truly saw Linglong, he realized that her condition was far superior to when she had first awakened from the coffin.

Her aura, like an abyss or a sea, unfathomable and immeasurable, was many times stronger than before, as if her physical state had completely returned to its peak from back then.

Jun Wuxie couldn't help but stop, looking at his senior sister Linglong amidst the swirling, cloud-like necromantic true energy.

She was wearing a pure black palace dress, seated cross-legged on a smooth bluestone, her hair styled in a noble and elegant bun, with the rest of her dark hair cascading down her back and sides like silk.

Her eyes were closed, and the mark of the other shore flower on her forehead, combined with her already almost demonic features, her fiery red lips, and the blood-red nail polish on her fingers resting on her lap, gave her a breathtaking, bewitching beauty.

Jun Wuxie had seen many beautiful women, each with their own unique aura.

But his senior sister Linglong was special, bewitching but not gaudy, with a powerful queen-like presence that evoked an indescribable feeling.

This kind of bewitching beauty was different from the allure of Dugu Ruyan; the former's allure came from the beauty of her facial features, while the latter's allure came from her aura, filled with pure seduction.

Jun Wuxie was slightly lost in thought, but he quickly regained his senses and stepped forward.

At this moment, Linglong's long eyelashes fluttered slightly, and she opened her eyes, her pupils beautiful and profound.

"Junior brother."

Seeing that it was Jun Wuxie, Linglong's queen-like aura softened, and her gaze became gentle.

"It seems that senior sister Linglong has recovered well these past few months."

Seeing Linglong's current state, Jun Wuxie felt very happy, glad for her and also for himself.

Linglong's strength had recovered, which was of great benefit to him.

Who knew when he might need senior sister Linglong's help?

"Come and sit."

Linglong pointed to the space in front of her, smiling as she continuously sized him up.

She was already born with a bewitching beauty, and such a smile was simply terrifyingly lethal.

Even Jun Wuxie, with his strong will and composure, felt deeply amazed and even slightly entranced by such a peerless, bewitching appearance.

"Senior sister Linglong, please stop smiling; it's too lethal, I can't handle it."

Jun Wuxie came and sat down in front of her, feeling helpless at his momentary lapse.

"Below the Saint Ancestor Realm, junior brother, you are the most composed person I have ever seen; don't underestimate yourself."

Linglong looked at him with admiration in her eyes, "I sensed necromantic true energy within you; have you already mastered the basics of the necromantic arts?"

"Yes."

Jun Wuxie nodded, saying, "This necromantic technique is quite difficult to cultivate, profound and intricate; no wonder few people throughout history have achieved success in cultivating this method."

"Although this method is difficult to cultivate and requires extremely high comprehension, if one can master it thoroughly, I wouldn't dare say it's invincible, but few techniques can compete with it.

Therefore, I hope you never give up and always persevere.

In this world, you and I are the only inheritors of the necromantic arts…"

Linglong's words were filled with a sense of loneliness and melancholy.

"Senior sister Linglong, the way you put it makes it sound like we're the only two people in the world who depend on each other.

The necromantic arts should only be passed on to those who are suitable to cultivate them; there's no need to pursue a large number of inheritors."

A trace of confusion flashed in Linglong's eyes, and she tilted her head slightly, looking at the vast sky, softly saying, "To me, the whole world is unfamiliar.

It seems like the entire world has nothing to do with me, except for you.

After all, you are my junior brother now, the only person close to me; isn't that depending on each other?

In the future, if we are to rebuild the Sect of the Deviant Path, won't we be founding the sect together, depending on each other?"

Jun Wuxie's heart couldn't help but jolt upon hearing this.

Indeed, senior sister Linglong was a person from the ancient era, awakened in this world.

To her, everything in this era was unfamiliar, without a trace of familiarity, even the air no longer smelled like the ancient times.

In this situation, she would feel a strong sense of loneliness, a sense of alienation and inability to integrate, rejected by the era.

"Senior sister Linglong, you should get used to thinking of yourself as a person of this era, or as a new life, just like a newborn child; isn't the world unfamiliar then?

But with growth, one will constantly become familiar with this world and develop a sense of belonging.

Senior sister cannot be trapped in the ancient times and unable to move on.

Being in this world, your heart should also be in this world."

"Junior brother is right, I will adjust my mindset."

Linglong did not continue to talk about this topic with him.

In fact, she was not trapped in the ancient times and unable to move on.

It was just that, no matter what, she was ultimately a person of that era.

Her life, all the paths she had taken, all the growth experiences, all the memories, everything was buried in that era.

How could she not reminisce, how could she not miss it?

Being sentimental was indeed not something that someone of her status should do, but adjusting this mindset and emotion required a process, and even more time.

At this moment, Jun Wuxie took out the Deviant Path Token and handed it to Linglong.

"Hmm? Weren't you going to cultivate the necromantic arts?

Why are you returning the Deviant Path Token to me now?"

Linglong was somewhat surprised.

Jun Wuxie had only cultivated the necromantic arts to the introductory stage; he would need the Deviant Path Token many more times in the future.

"I probably won't need it anymore."

He placed the Deviant Path Token in Linglong's hand, and Linglong scrutinized him with a suspicious gaze, saying, "What do you mean you won't need it?

Did you comprehend everything inside the Deviant Path Token?

How could you not need those experiences and insights?

What stage have you cultivated to now?

Have you mastered the introductory secret technique, Necromantic Bone Spike?

Even if you have mastered it, there are still advanced secret techniques, core secret techniques, and even forbidden secret techniques!"

Linglong was a little angry.

She felt that Jun Wuxie was not taking the cultivation of the necromantic arts seriously, being too perfunctory.

Did he think it was too difficult to cultivate, so he was backing down?

"Senior sister Linglong, I have currently mastered Necromantic Bone Impalement, Necromantic Summoning, Necromantic Bone Shield, Blood Soul Sacrifice, Necromantic Army, Necromantic Domain, Necromantic Assault, Necromantic Burning Path…"

"You… impossible!"

Linglong felt unbelievable, not daring to believe it at all.

How profound and difficult the necromantic arts were to cultivate, how could she not know?

In terms of comprehension, she had been the strongest in that era, and it had taken her many years to master these secret techniques.

How long had Jun Wuxie obtained the Deviant Path Token?

At most, it had only been a few months.

Who could master all the secret techniques within the necromantic arts in a few months?

"Senior sister Linglong, don't be so surprised, sit down and let's talk."

Jun Wuxie grabbed her wrist and pulled her down, and Linglong sat down, looking at him with a shocked and bewildered gaze, saying, "Junior brother, is what you said true?

How did you do it?"

"To be honest, senior sister, I can use a certain method to analyze and interpret various profound techniques, and even deduce the original concepts of their creation, simplifying complex techniques, so it's easier for me to comprehend their mysteries…"

Linglong was even more shocked after listening.

There was such a person in the world, with such abilities?

But if Jun Wuxie had truly mastered it, it seemed that only this could explain it.

"Junior brother, I don't know how to describe your abilities; perhaps only the word 'heaven-defying' can describe them.

It seems that my meeting you was a cause and effect destined in the dark, and also a cause and effect of the inheritance of the necromantic arts.

I couldn't promote this technique, and in the future, I still have to rely on you to show its brilliance, let the world see the divine power of the necromantic arts, who would dare to say that the necromantic arts are not good?"

"Senior sister, actually, you are more suitable to cultivate the necromantic arts than I am.

If you can obtain the interpreted and analyzed necromantic arts, your cultivation will definitely be like having divine assistance."

After he finished speaking, he extended his index finger and pointed it towards Linglong's brow, "Senior sister, don't move, I will share the analyzed technique with you."

The fingertip, surrounded by chaotic golden light, bloomed with soul light, entering the other shore flower mark on Linglong's brow, and a large amount of information entered her sea of consciousness.

Receiving the massive amount of information, Linglong continuously digested it, and the shock in her heart was beyond words.

The cultivation method of the necromantic arts that Jun Wuxie shared with her had become unknown how many times simpler.

Many of the obscure mysteries were explained and interpreted in a relatively simple way, and there was also an artistic conception that traced back to the original concept.

She couldn't help but be fascinated, feeling that the things she had been cultivating, which had been difficult to comprehend for many years, were incomparably clear at this moment.

A blazing beam of light suddenly rose from her body, soaring into the sky, and then spreading in all directions in the clouds, making the sky above the entire mountain range a snow-white expanse.

The necromantic technique she was cultivating had broken through the shackles that had been there all along at this moment.

Immediately afterwards, in just a moment, a powerful wave suddenly came from her body.

"Junior brother, get away quickly!"

Linglong suddenly opened her eyes, and with a wave of her jade hand, Jun Wuxie was swept out of the mountain range, tens of thousands of miles away.

Rumble!

Almost at the same time, a violent roar came from the center of the mountain range.

The light there was too intense, causing Jun Wuxie's eyes to ache severely, almost bleeding.

He felt an energy fluctuation that was so strong that it was frightening, and his heart was shocked.

He immediately communicated with the Eight-Nine Profound Palace, moving this mountain range into a mysterious parallel space.

The mountain range was still in front of him, looking unchanged, but it no longer belonged to the same space.

The terrifying energy inside was surging, but it could not break through the spatial barrier.

He saw that Linglong's body was covered in talismans, and her aura was rapidly increasing.

This was the rhythm of breaking through the realm.

Clearly, it wasn't that she actively initiated the breakthrough, but rather, due to her enlightenment of the Law, she suddenly broke through directly, and it was the kind that couldn't be suppressed.

Otherwise, Senior Sister Linglong definitely wouldn't have chosen to suddenly break through at this moment; that terrifying energy fluctuation almost engulfed him.

In the distance, Xue Yuan and her son, Xue Hao, who were in closed-door cultivation, ran to Jun Wuxie's side, looking at the mountain range in shock, their eyes almost overflowing with blood, without even blinking.

To personally witness a cultivator breaking through to the Saint Ancestor Realm was too rare.

"Senior Sister Linglong has finally broken through to the Saint Ancestor Realm. She cultivates the Law of the Undead, breaking through upon enlightenment. Cultivators who cultivate true energy are different from body refiners; this can also be considered one of the advantages compared to body refinement."

Jun Wuxie was somewhat envious; true energy cultivators could directly break through upon enlightenment, but body refiners basically couldn't, unless it was in a special environment.

"Saint Ancestor, such a lofty and distant realm..."

Xue Yuan sighed endlessly; her father had grown for thousands of years and was only in the Overlord Saint Realm now.

The path of cultivation becomes slower the further one goes.

Many people, throughout their entire lives, find it difficult to break through the shackles, trapped in different realms, high or low, unable to make further progress.

"Don't think that the Saint Ancestor Realm is too distant. Follow me, and the Saint Ancestor Realm will definitely not be far away. You must believe that this realm is just ahead, within reach. The Saint Ancestor Realm is not your end point; there is still a long way to go ahead."

Jun Wuxie stroked the fur on Xue Yuan and Xue Hao, giving them encouragement and building their confidence.

Linglong's breakthrough would probably take some time; after all, it was the Saint Ancestor Realm, not that fast.

Jun Wuxie looked for a moment, feeling that waiting like this was a waste of time, so he sat down cross-legged on the spot, closed his eyes, and in his sea of consciousness, rows of golden Sanskrit Buddhist scriptures appeared.

This was the [Scripture of Salvation] obtained from the Supreme Saint Buddha—the Demon Subduing Chief—in the ancient temple in the ancient tomb.

The Demon Subduing Chief had imparted two kinds of divine power secret techniques to him; one was the [Indestructible Divine Power of Vajra], and the other was this [Scripture of Salvation].

He had practically cultivated the [Indestructible Divine Power of Vajra], although he hadn't comprehended its profound meaning too deeply.

He had never cultivated this [Scripture of Salvation] before.

This scripture was far less profound and mysterious than the [Indestructible Divine Power of Vajra], and coupled with the Demon Subduing Chief's cultivation experience and interpretation and annotations of this scripture, etc.

Jun Wuxie found it relatively easy to study, and even if he encountered some difficulties, he could basically understand them thoroughly after a little comprehension.

After comprehending for several days, he began to cultivate, and one Sanskrit Buddhist seal after another rushed out of his mouth, and this area reverberated with solemn and grand chanting sounds.

Countless scriptures floated in the sky and earth, blooming with brilliant golden Buddhist light.

A trace of indescribable will permeated, and mysterious laws flowed.

There is no concept of days and months in cultivation. In the blink of an eye, several days passed again, and the chanting became louder and louder, and more and more imbued with Buddhist charm.

It was just that this kind of Buddhist charm was very strange, giving people the feeling that it contained some kind of inexplicable demonic nature.

The charm of a demon Buddha!

He didn't know how many days had passed, but the chanting gradually subsided, and the scriptures floating in the sky and earth gradually dimmed, and finally dissipated.

Jun Wuxie opened his eyes, only to find that in the mountain range that he had placed in a parallel space, Senior Sister Linglong was looking at him angrily across the parallel space.

Jun Wuxie couldn't help but reveal an embarrassed expression and hurriedly moved the mountain range back to this space.

"If you were to cultivate in seclusion for ten or eight years, would you be prepared to trap your senior sister inside for ten or eight years?"

Linglong had a face full of questioning; she had been waiting in the mountain range for more than ten days, using all kinds of methods, but she just couldn't get out.

This guy clearly knew that her breakthrough would only take two or three days at most, but he was good; he actually started cultivating himself, and once he started cultivating, it was for more than ten days.

Linglong had broken through her realm and originally wanted to quickly go out and undergo the Saint Ancestor Tribulation, so that her realm could be completely stabilized, and only then would she be truly established in the Saint Ancestor Realm.

As a result, after waiting for more than ten days, she just couldn't get out.

"Senior Sister Linglong, I'm sorry. I didn't expect that once I started cultivating, it would be for more than ten days; I forgot the time."

Jun Wuxie touched the tip of his nose, feeling really embarrassed.

Linglong sighed helplessly and said, "Forget it, send your senior sister out to undergo the tribulation."

"Undergo the tribulation? Not now."

Before Linglong could express her doubts, Jun Wuxie took out the Tribulation Lightning Liquid and the origin of Chaotic Lightning from his body.

"What is this?"

Linglong's beautiful pupils contracted slightly.

"Tribulation Lightning Liquid, the origin of Chaotic Lightning. Senior sister, spend a few days refining them first. You can derive the true text of lightning in your body, making your physical body possess a not-weak resistance to lightning, and it will be much easier when undergoing the tribulation."

"I didn't expect that you, junior brother, would have such good things on you..."

Linglong was shocked and incredulous even as a Saint Ancestor Realm expert.

Tribulation Lightning Liquid was a legendary thing, a gift from the Heavenly Dao that could only be obtained after passing the Ultimate Heavenly Tribulation.

Chaotic Lightning was said to be one of the most terrifying lightning, capable of destroying everything!

"Junior brother, senior sister thanks you. You taught senior sister the undead Taoist arts after simplifying them, and you also gave senior sister peerless treasures..."

"Alright, since you are my senior sister, don't say such polite words. Now, there are only the two of us in the Different Paths Sect, so we must help each other. What's mine is senior sister's."

"You..."

Linglong's red lips parted slightly, wanting to say something but stopping, her beautiful eyes quietly gazing at him.

At this moment, she had a very absurd feeling, as if the young man in front of her was not her junior brother, but she was like his disciple.

Because he was the one who taught her the essence and mystery of the undead Taoist arts after interpreting them, and now he was giving her such peerless treasures. Isn't this usually what a master does for his disciples?

"You will be the sect master from now on, and senior sister will assist you."

She stuffed the Different Paths token into Jun Wuxie's hand and said, "With your talent, your character, and your wisdom, you should do a better job as sect master than senior sister."

"This will not do."

Jun Wuxie refused. He saw a hint of sadness and self-blame in Linglong's eyes.

Obviously, she was probably blaming herself for making the wrong choice that led to the premature destruction of the Different Paths Sect back then.

This was Senior Sister Linglong's knot in her heart, and only she could completely untie it in the future if she became the sect master again, otherwise, she was afraid that it would leave flaws in her Dao heart.